Dahan first prince

Chapter 390

In the early morning of the next day, just the second day after arriving in Anhua City, Zhang E followed her husband Bai Duomi and their five-year-old daughter to the county office in the center of Anhua City.

Wearing the new clothes her husband gave her yesterday, holding her husband's arm intimately, watching her daughter being hugged by her husband, Zhang E seemed to be at a loss as to what to do. Zhang E just lowered her head shyly, with bursts of sweetness between her brows .

For everything in front of him, Bai Duoshu also felt unbelievable;
Yesterday, Bai Duoshu was like most of the soldiers and regiment soldiers in Pyongyang, a single man who was full and the whole family was not hungry;

But today, after such a one-night effort, Bai Duomi not only had a woman, but even a daughter...
"Hey, hey hey!"

"Small... Believe me!"

"From now on, I will treat Xijun and Xier well!"

"Definitely let Xijun eat meat every day, and when she grows up, she will also get three miles of red makeup and get married in a beautiful way!!!"

"Hey hey..."

Hearing her husband's silly smile, Zhang E's face became more shy, and she quietly grabbed a piece under Bai Duoshao's armpit, and twisted it gently!
"What did you say..."

"Your son is still young..."

Being pinched by his lovely wife, Bai Duoxiao immediately grinned, and subconsciously hid his body away, but the hand holding his daughter was extraordinarily steady!

Seeing her daughter being held in her arms more carefully than her husband, Zhang E finally felt a little more at ease.

——If such a thing were placed in Kanto, it would be impossible to happen!
Although men in Kanto do not have any resistance to married women, the concept of "second marriage without burden" is not unique to later generations;
Like Zhang E, a widow who married and gave birth to children, but unfortunately lost her husband, has only two ways out in the Kanto;

Or, never marry again, and raise the children alone;

Or, it is to give away the children, and then marry alone as a wife.

And these two ways out, no matter which one is chosen, is undoubtedly a human tragedy.

——According to the laws of the Han Dynasty today, it is illegal for a widow to remarry...

Not only widows, but even unmarried young girls who are over 15 years old must marry in theory!
If you do not get married at the age of 15, you will have to pay a five-year penalty, which is [-] yuan, a 'late marriage fine';
When did you get married and when did you stop paying fines.

If the time comes, and the 'leftover fighter' still does not marry, then it is not as simple as a fine.

The caring local government will specially send high-ranking officials of more than [-] shi to personally find a good husband for this "leftover fighter";
As long as a suitable person is found, that is, a man with sound limbs, no disabilities, and no principled defects in character, the government will forcefully pull Peilang to force this marriage!

This is true for first-time married girls, not to mention widows.

——Compared to the first married girl, the widow who has already had marriage and childbearing experience is a sought-after product who has proved that she can give birth!
In order to marry a [-]-year-old girl, ordinary farmers may be willing to grit their teeth and spend most of their spare money for marriage;

However, if there are widows who have had childbearing experience, especially widows who have given birth to sons, there will definitely be a lot of people who will not hesitate to sell ten or even twenty acres of land, and they must marry this 'hot item' back home!

Because of being able to give birth, it is an important guarantee for family continuation and blood inheritance for ordinary farmers who are obsessed with "carrying on the family line".

If someone marries a widow but still can't bear a son, the neighbors in the ten miles and eight towns will not blame the widow, but the man: if you can't bear a son, it's because you don't have the ability. Being a daughter-in-law has nothing to do with it!

why?
——If someone has given birth to a son, then he can give birth!
If you can't give birth now, isn't it because you can't do it? ? ?

But the premise of the widow's "sought-after" is to marry alone, instead of bringing a bottle of oil together.

This is also easy to understand: ordinary farmers may not be able to eat enough for themselves;
In order to continue the family blood, there are many old farmers who eat a meal every two or three days, just to let their sons and grandchildren eat more!

The family was not well-off in the first place, so many widows can at least take care of the family affairs and make some female celebrities to subsidize the family;
If one is lucky enough to give birth to a son and a half daughter, although the time will be a little tighter, it will still be of her own blood, so she gritted her teeth and raised it.

But for an unrelated oil bottle, no farmer living in poverty will have even the slightest bit of patience.

So in some remote places in Kanto, there is even such an incredible phenomenon.

——The widow wants to marry someone, especially if she wants to marry a good family. She is worried that others will look down on her, so she will sell herself and her ex-husband’s blood into slavery, and use the money from selling the baby as her own dowry. ·····

But fortunately: Zhang E, waited until the day when all hardships will be rewarded.

Her husband, Bai Duomi, was not only willing to accept his daughter, but even promised Zhang E: In the future, he will definitely find a good family and marry his daughter well!

In this era, it is already the most ideal result for remarried widows to get the promise of 'marrying a good family/marrying a good girl in the future'.

For her husband, Zhang E has nothing else to ask for.

A family of three who had only been formed for less than a day, just came to the county office with a little awkwardness, a little restraint, and incomparable sincerity;
Seeing Bai Duoxiao holding her daughter in her right hand, carefully holding Zhang E's hand with her left hand, she stepped forward confidently, and bent down in front of a window.

"Shangguan, I'm here to register my wife's household;"

"Pyongyang Duwei Tun Farming Group A, Team B, Jiaqu, Jiatun, Bingshi Shichang, Baiduoshu..."

After Bai Duoxiao's voice fell, there was a trifling sound of rummaging through the window, which made Zhang E a little nervous;
After a while, an old scribe appeared in front of the dark window.

"Oh······"

"There are many millets in the river, and the leader of the Tungenjia regiment;"

"He is seven feet one inch tall and weighs 240 catties."

"There are four moles on the left neck, in a square shape, and the distance between the moles is about an inch..."

He read out Bai Duoshu's file in a deep voice, and when the scribe raised his head, Bai Duoshu had already turned his head away, and pulled down the skirt, revealing the four square-like moles on his neck.

"Um······"

"It's about the same size, but it looks a little bigger?"

"Hey, there is enough food in the group, and there are often meaty fish, so I eat a little more..."

Listening to Bai Duoshao's generous response to the scribe's question, the bewildered look on Xiao Nian'er's face also dissipated, and Zhang E looked at Bai Duoshao with a hint of admiration.

——Be able to answer questions fluently in front of people who can read and write, without feeling flustered at all;

Coupled with his decent appearance and strong figure, for ordinary farmers, such a man is enough to be called a 'stalwart husband'...
"What is the wife's surname, who is her name, and where is she from?"

Zhang E was secretly watching her husband committing a nympho, when she suddenly heard the scribe's voice, she subconsciously lowered her head shyly;

After she reacted, she hurriedly raised her head and stepped forward as if she was afraid that her husband would be snatched away.

"E!"

"The little girl's name is Zhang E;"

"Ancestral home, Linzi, Qijun, Jiyangli, Dongxiang..."

Telling the history with a little urgency and a little unease, Zhang E couldn't help but take a deep breath when seeing what the scribe wrote on a wooden tablet, and then let go of the tension in her heart;

"What is your surname, who is your name?"

At this moment, the scribe also saw it: Bai Duomi, this is a widow married to a oil bottle, so he simply stopped asking about his hometown.

Hearing this question, Bai Duoxiao hurriedly leaned down again, and replied as quickly as if he was taking credit: "奾儿!"

As soon as the words came out, Bai Duoxiao came to his senses belatedly, straightened up, turned to look at Zhang E, smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.

"Your surname, I haven't asked Xijun yet..."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang E's face that had just calmed down suddenly became a little embarrassed again.

Zhang E's deceased husband was named Wei;
奾er;

Wei Weier······

Do not!
Zhang E's surname is Zhang!

奾er;

Zhang Yuer······

"My son's last name..."

For a while, Zhang E was caught in an inexplicable battle between heaven and man.

When Zhang E's mind was scattered and her breathing became short of breath, Bai Duoxiao's silly smile came into Zhang E's field of vision.

It was obviously naive, even with a childish smirk, but for some reason, just that hey hey made Zhang E's extremely chaotic mood calm down unknowingly;

For a moment, Zhang E hesitated;

But looking at Bai Duoshu's arms, the daughter was no longer embarrassed before, and she took out the ancient jade hanging around Bai Duoshu's neck and carefully hidden in her robe, but Bai Duoshu did not show any innocence. Yue, just shook her daughter clumsily...

"White."

Zhang E had the answer in her heart, stepped forward, raised her head firmly, and looked at Qi Chier Lang in front of her;
Looking at her husband: Bai Duomi.

"The surname is Bai."

"Bai Yuer."

Gathering up all her courage, Zhang E looked straight at Bai Duoshu's eyes full of differences, took a deep breath, and forcibly swallowed the next sentence back into her stomach.

——Little girl, Mrs. Baizhang...

·
That night, Anhua City East Street was filled with a festive atmosphere.

——This is the first wedding banquet held in the city since Anhua City was built;
The dishes during the banquet were not too rich, but there were a lot of people who came, highlighting the excitement;
Hearing that there was a happy event, Lu Lu, the governor of Andong County, was not stingy, and sent someone to bring two days of dirty wine for everyone to drink freely.

In this way, the four buildings were connected together, and there was a small courtyard with a low wall in the middle. There were about [-] farming regiment soldiers, and [-] or [-] family members of the regiment soldiers who just arrived in Anhua yesterday, just like Zhang E, formed the group. Such a simple, yet extremely warm wedding reception.

There is no worship of heaven and earth and high hall twice in the impression of later generations, and there is no master of ceremonies in the new era of later generations, or a witness unique to Western culture.

These are about sixty big men, twenty or thirty young and old, eating and drinking with their stomachs open, making noise and blessings from time to time.

The bride, Zhang E, had already put on a hijab and was brought into Bai Duoshu's brick house;
Outside the brick house, Zhang Bingji and Bai Duomi, two old brothers, were drinking wine one after another, and talking one after another.

"Old buddy~"

"My sister, this is what I have settled for;"

"From now on, I should call my brother-in-law~"

"hey-hey······"

Zhang Bingji's voice was full of sighs, which caused Bai Duomi to laugh for a while, but in the end he didn't forget to turn his side with a serious face, and whispered in his ear: "In private, call my brother-in-law;"

"In the regiment, call me Duo Mi and Bai Shi Chang, it's all right."

Hearing Bai Duoshu's serious statement, "We brothers have our own opinions", Zhang Bing's face froze, and then he burst out laughing.

Seeing that the head of the village was so happy, the regiment soldiers in the left and right courtyards also got better. After a while, they each exchanged glasses and fell into the sweetness of 'fine wine'.

——Before this, at least [-]% of the hundred or so people who participated in this wedding banquet had never drank alcohol!
Because no matter in the Qin Dynasty or the Han Dynasty today, alcohol is a controlled product like salt and iron;
Non-marriage, funeral, marriage, and gatherings of three or more people, regardless of the former Qin and modern Han, are all "criminal crimes" in an absolute sense.

But it is the same as later generations: banning something often does not destroy something, but drives up the price of the thing;

Therefore, in the past 50 years, wine has almost been a luxury that only the rich, even the powerful, can enjoy.

But today, after being away from home for many years and coming to Anhua for two years, the young men who have never realized what "enjoyment" is, tasted the taste of wine for the first time;
This kind of taste is worth remembering by everyone here for a lifetime.

——Because in most of the vassal states in Kanto, you need a title to buy wine...
Gaojue above the public multiplier...

"Eh!"

"Brother-in-law~"

"Much millet!"

"Bai Shichang..."

I don't know what came to mind, Zhang Bing was melancholy for a moment, and suddenly he slapped Bai Duosui's shoulder with his big hand;
Taking advantage of the situation, he hugged Bai Duomi from his shoulders, and the two husbands pressed their foreheads together tightly, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, and also like angry enemies;
"My sister's life is miserable!"

"When you marry someone for the first time, you marry someone who is inappropriate;"

"I know, my sister married her daughter with her, and my brother must be wronged..."

"Don't be wronged!"

"really not······"

Bai Duomi hurriedly opened his mouth to deny it, but found that Zhang Bingji seemed to be unable to hear his own words at all;
He just continued on his own: "In the future, if the family's expenses are short or short, tell me!"

"I'm a bachelor, and I don't need a few dollars..."

"Wait until you get older..."

"Hiccup~~~"

"Big...older, when, married;"

"Dowry, I will pay..."

"Uh······"

"I'm out..."

As he spoke, the words in Zhang Bingji's mouth became more and more vague, and his figure shook a little.

"drink!"

"If you don't get drunk, you won't return!!!"

A sudden yell, like a flash of light, made everyone in the courtyard stunned;
After a while, Zhang Bingji fell to the ground soft and silky, and snored on the spot. Everyone laughed and continued to drink.

Only Bai Duomi rubbed his forehead with a wry smile, picked up Zhang Bingji, and walked towards the yard next door.

——The courtyard at the foot is Bai Duoshu's wedding room;
Tonight is Bai Duoshu's wedding night...

(End of this chapter)